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All I Have (Acoustic Sessions)

Party In The Sunshine (Acoustic)

A crushing wave of heavy riffs, dark atmospheres, and raw energy. Supersonic takes you straight into the heart of chaos — where skulls crack, amps scream, and shadows burn. Turn it up loud, lose yourself in the storm.

Supersonic

Supersonic -  KRT Production

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Only Son (Instrumental)

Amorphia

Video available here! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOvUjn96xp8

Author, composer: Antoine G 2025

Vocals, synths, melodica, drum machines: Antoine G
Glockenspiel: Charles-Eric Charrier

LYRICS:

May the sun shine for you on each step of the way 
May flowers blossom at your feet every day 
May the breeze sing to you the words you need to hear
And may it guide you gently when the path is  unclear

May your mind stay open, may your dreams never die 
May they nourish the love that you’re holding inside 
And when shadows grow long when the skies turn gray 
May love be the lantern that lightens your way 

So walk on, through the wind, walk on through the rain 
Walk on, walk on my son, I’ll always be there

This world we live in is shattered and bruised 
You can’t ignore the pain if you don’t want to lose 
The warmth of your soul and the light in your eyes
Your love for your brethren is what will make you thrive

So walk on, through the wind, walk on through the rain 
Walk on, walk on my son and choose your own way




Cover art: Anai171, 2018,  licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International license.
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May the Sun Shine for You

The printer coughs again
black smoke of bureaucracy
Paper jam number seventy-three
a graveyard of half-born memos
It whines like it's dying
but only when you need it most

Coffee machine blinking red
"Water tank missing"
No-it's right there
but the machine has decided
to unionize with the printer
We brew despair instead

Error 404: sanity not found
Temperature swings from tundra to kiln
balance is myth
comfort is folklore
On average, perfectly fine
in hell's statistics

The air vents choose violence at noon
hurling frost into spreadsheets
then molten wind into email chains
I shed layers like an onion
until only deadlines remain

We dream of revolutions
but the fire alarm
tests itself at random
reminding us rebellion
requires fresh batteries

Error 404: humanity not found
Restart, reboot, the wheel goes round
Error 404: courage can't be found
Look away fast, don't make a sound

Update complete
Nothing has changed

Error 404: Sanity Not Found

Tick, tock
truth is late
Clap, stomp
we still wait

Two plus two is five tonight
Wrong feels heavy, lies feel light
Shadows bend, the crowd obeys
Start again, there's no end

Yeah! Numbers break
Yeah! Mirrors shake
Yeah! Nonsense rhymes
Yeah! It stands through time

Maps are drawn without the land
Castles built on grains of sand
Echoes ring, the night is loud
Wisdom hides inside the crowd

If the joke makes sense
It wasn't deep enough
If the nonsense lingers
It might be true

Shadows laugh
mirrors bend
Truth's a circle with no end
Clap once
stomp twice
Even lies can sound precise

Yeah! Numbers break
Yeah! Mirrors shake
Yeah! Nonsense rhymes
Yeah! It stands through time
Yeah! Clap, stomp, wait
Yeah! Truth is late

Tick, tock
Truth is late
Clap, stomp
We still wait

Truth Is Late (TikTok song)

When the voices call you scrolling
and their glow feels like the sea
they will steal your midnight hours
and disguise them as a dream

When the headlines kiss your eyelids
and the slogans stroke your skin
you keep leaning into windows
that were never meant to open

When the prophets sell subscriptions
and the saints are pay-per-view
you confess into their servers
they remember more than you

When the mirror starts replying
and it smiles the way you type
every gesture feels rehearsed
every silence gets a like

When the chorus drowns your heartbeat
and the static feels like home
you are singing with the sirens
though you think you're not alone

You can't turn it down
you can't turn away
you can't turn off yourself

You can't mute the hum
you can't close the glow
you can't stop what you know

You can't kill the song
you can't break the spell
you can't silence the well

You can't turn it down
you can't turn away
you can't turn off yourself

Digital Sirens

Copulating Grace

The First Minute opens 12 Minutes — a short ambient classical journey by composer Jeremias Langsämmer. Soft strings meet choral textures to create a space of stillness and reflection. Designed for focus, calm, and cinematic listening, this piece captures the breath between thought and silence.

🎧 From the forthcoming album 12 Minutes, a suite of short ambient classical works for piano, strings, and quiet contemplation.

For fans of: Max Richter, Jóhann Jóhannsson, Ólafur Arnalds, Nils Frahm, Hammock

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Jeremias Langsämmer – The First Minute | Ambient Classical Strings & Choral Calm

David Wurden is a composer, keyboardist, drummer, and skilled producer. With a penchant for exploring the unconventional, he possesses a unique ability to revolutionize musical compositions, defying traditional boundaries. Through his artistry, David takes listeners on a captivating sonic odyssey, venturing into uncharted territories and reimagining both vintage and contemporary sounds. His evocative melodies and intricate rhythms transport audiences, allowing their imaginations to wander freely in the boundless expanse of the universe. With an unwavering commitment to pushing the boundaries of musical expression,  David Wurden is an unparalleled force in the world of music.

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https://davidwurden.bandcamp.com/follow_me